Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Sunday morning we woke up ready to try a new mass at a new church. Unfortunately, as soon as we took off Monkey's jammies we realized that he was covered in a rash and running a fever. So we stayed home and made cookies instead. Monkey wanted 'sprinkle cookies' and Mr. Z wanted snickerdoodles, so they compromised. Monkey was diagnosed with scarlet fever on Monday, but after 2 doses of antibiotics his fever was gone and the rash was fading fast. He's back to school today, although still pretty tired. Hopefully this is the last of the winter illness (ha ha ha. famous last words.)

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Monday, February 20, 2012

Last weekend Monkey had his first ever bout with the stomach flu bug that's been going around. He woke from a sound sleep to several hours of vomiting. (We didn't stop to take pictures, obvs - just trust us on this one.) Sometime after the third or fourth round he surveyed the damage - his room, the hallway, the bathroom - and said, ever so sadly, "This is a disaster." Mrs. Z said "I'm so sorry you're sick, buddy." Monkey replied, "It's so hard. It's so hard to be sick."

Mrs. Z could not help but laugh, which seemed like a really good thing by that time of night.

Monkey is feeling better, and made it through school today without too much trouble. Hope you all are staying well.

Since we got our new couch in the fall, we have no problem finding reasons to snuggle up together. Unfortunately, some people think that snuggling should also involve snacks - the most crumbly, irritating snacks possible, of course. Therefore, the boys now have a new chore on Saturday morning: vacuuming the couch.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Monkey's first officially registered skating class happened this week. Apparently he remembered the falling down from last time and seemed perfectly content to stand on the ice. Standing on the ice is not falling on the ice, and that seemed like a pretty good deal to him. It looked a little like this: We are very pleased with his teachers but are hoping that the rink is a little less hectic next week so that he can concentrate on his class a little more. He spends a lot of time staring at the hockey team in awe...